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do i matter? does anyone care about me

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a/n: apparently in the French version which is the og, the line was supposed to bw "She's got your smile" but they translated it to "She's got your eyes" also this is my ghastly attempt to reviving my old writing page;-; also quite aware I've been out of the game(writing) as of now like omfg

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IN WHICH, villain akumu from Japan, a widespread threat who almost carried out a plan of genocide that would have taken the lives of millions of people, has been apprehended by pro-hero eraserhead. This marks the end of a dangerous saga that has shaken the entire nation of Japan. Details on the villain's arrest and his motives are yet to be announced, but the people of Japan can finally breathe a sigh of relief knowing that their streets are safe once more.

MIND IS A PRISON, is an upcoming series written by @maz1e which stars her oc/s; kazehana & akumu/kazuyki who was caught by the heroes and has no choice but to cooperate with them. at first, he couldn't care less about being a hero but as time flew by, he learned to view other people's perspectives and enjoy life.

TAGS: ocxbnha, each chapter will have their own tags & I will continuously update this once I've uploaded the first chapter. lowercase intended!!!

MASTERLIST: UPCOMING......

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૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა — JUJUTSU KAISEN + come back later !

૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა — KIMETSU NO YAIBA / DEMON SLAYER + sanegiyuu drabble

૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა — BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA + dabi drabble

૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა — SPIDERMAN: ITSV / ATSV + aizen harana to hobie brown (oc)

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!! CARDCAPTOR SAKURA: maze 01 ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ eighteen — any pronouns / genderfluid — ar56 diluc main — rabbit enthusiast — hobie's gf, aizawa's fav criminal, nanami's wifey, 42miles's lover, kinomoto's

recent AO3 WATTPAD FB sideblog masterlist

© 2023 / 2024 maz1e. All Rights Reserved. Do not repost. Do not plagiarize. I do not consent for my works to be translated, reposted in another website. all of the ocs belong to maz1e. minors be aware.

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my toxic writer trait is I will talk about a really interesting premise and people will get excited for it and then I never write the story to go with it

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real🥰

service dom nanami 🥰

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mood.....

I need to fuck nanami so bad.

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AIZEN HARANA TO HOBIE BROWN.

“Boys like me don't make for a good boyfriend." He chortled, his expression taking on a more serious tone. "Girls like you need a nice stable boy who'll always be there for you and treat you right. I may be fun to fool around with but I'm not the guy you take home to your family — if you catch my drift." “To be honest, you're the only guy that made me feel this way. I'll risk it all — roll the dice, if it means I get to love you at least once in my life." she uttered. "I don't care 'bout what my family thinks, all that matters is that I love you." she says softly, looking into his eyes full of love. His breath catches in his throat as he watched her confess her love for him "Aww little miss 'Harana' you might have just stolen my heart with that line." "But are you really sure that's what you want? A low life punk who could disappear in the blink of an eye and you won't know another thing about me? That's the problem with me darlin'. I'm fun for a night, but I'm never staying for the morning." "I know, but I'll risk it all to be with you. I'll risk my heart, and my sanity. That's how much I love you."

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man speakin' facts

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content, dabi smut prompt, 2am thoughts, unfinished smut (idk if I should finish it atp) its supposed to be a dabi x oc :D 18+ read at your own risk.

"You like it when others know, don't you?" Dabi taunted, his voice husky with desire. "Feeling exposed and vulnerable, unable to hide your desires. It excites you, doesn't it?" With those words, he curled his fingers inside you, his thumb continuing its relentless assault on your clit. He could feel your release building, the tension in your body reaching its peak, and he was determined to push you over that edge, regardless of who might be listening on the other end of the call. "What a fucking whore you are, might as well fuck you out in public," he grinned at the thought.

idk if i should finish it ;/

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GOD MY SWEET HUSBAND IS SO PRETTY <3

#first appearance of first year nanami kento

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content: sanegiyuu, two gay men, ooc.. also I may or may not owe my friend a kunikida smutfic but I was too lazy to make one now it's 2am and I made sanegiyuu lol ALSO ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT minors dni, read at your own risk.

Sanemi's other hand discreetly finds its way to Giyuu's waist, his touch sending shivers down his spine. He explores every inch of Giyuu's mouth, savoring the taste and the intoxicating sensation of their closeness. Their bodies press against each other, the heat between them undeniable. Sanemi's hips subtly grind against Giyuu's, a silent invitation for more. His desire burns hot, and he can feel the telltale throb of his arousal against Giyuu's leg. Lost in their heated embrace, Sanemi breaks the kiss momentarily, his breath heavy and his voice dripping with desire. "You feel so good, Giyuu..” He teases him with his lingering touches as he gently guides Giyuu to sit down, Sanemi stands before him, his eyes fixed on him with a hunger that cannot be contained. Slowly, he begins to unbutton his shirt, revealing the taut muscles underneath, the smooth expanse of his chest. As the shirt falls to the ground, he moves closer, his hands caressing Giyuu's shoulders, tracing the lines of his collarbone. Leaning down, Sanemi presses his lips against Giyuu's neck, leaving a trail of soft, tantalizing kisses along his skin. His hands roam lower, gliding over the contours of Giyuu's body, exploring every dip and curve. With each touch, his desire intensifies, his need for Giyuu growing stronger. His fingertips brush against the waistband of Giyuu's pants, teasingly undoing the button and drawing the zipper down. He slips his hand inside, his touch feather-light against the sensitive skin of Giyuu's abdomen. "You're so beautiful," Sanemi whispers, his voice filled with a mix of reverence and desire. "I want to worship every inch of you."

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distasteful cloud; 302 days.

"Babe, he ghosted you,"

Foul— nauseous— distasteful— filthy— words. Words I never knew I would hear in my lifetime. I was always so cautious, careful of those who I choose to love, I leave before things get worse for me… for us… I stray away from hindrances— issues— problems, I never begged, not anymore… So why.. Why did I let this happen to me?

As I read my best friend's texts, I can't help but feel like life was sucked out of my body— my body feels so cold. But why? I'm practically sweating from how hot my room is.. So why?

As I recall the memories, I noticed how my hands were genuinely shaking— fuck— I curse myself before diverting my attention elsewhere— anywhere— just not that conversation— it felt like a bitter pill in my mouth. It feels so humiliating. I feel pathetic. 

It’s been 302 days, my nameless cloud.

302 days, wishing that I would wake up from this distasteful dream.

—i miss posting on tumblr holy shit. anyways, random writing prompt <33 also might make this a series, I love writing angst XD also this is my first time making a writing prompt.. weird right? anyways,

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. 　　　　　　 　 REBRANDING!!!

　　　　—was once yuuuna-ei , yuna-kun.

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happy gay!

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＼⁠(⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠)⁠／﹒✦ → yuna’s new post!

nightmares + nakahara chuuya .

#. synopsis! — chuuya had a nightmare . #. characters! — aizen risumi . #. warnings! — so ooc chuuya, swearing, not proofread fluff. #. word count! — 450 #. masterlist!

"i should've seen it coming."

risumi sobbed like a kid, wiping his tears with his left arm while clutching his left right side as chuuya watches from afar.

risumi is clearly injured, chuuya wanted to kill― no― torture whoever laid a hand on his boyfriend. from afar, he could tell that they were speaking terrible rumors about him, talking bad about him as an executive of the port mafia, it was kind of bound to happen but he hoped that it wouldn’t happen.

“I’m gonna kill you― you’re a nuisance risumi.” the words got stuck on chuuya’s words as he realized something horrible.

he was the one holding the gun, he was the one who shot risumi and they weren’t talking about his profile, they were talking about him. risumi.

"fuck off risumi. I don't need you." he says again. his own throat was going dry as blood was dripping down his hands, one was holding a gun, one was holding a knife.

what the fuck.

chuuya jolted awake, sweating profusely, his eyes were glistening with tears as his head was painful, probably a hangover. he patted the bed beside him and it was empty. was it real? is this guilt? risumi. where’s risu—

“babe, what’s wrong?” chuuya heard from the other side of the room.

his hand went to his nightstand where his gun was resting, he was in shock, overwhelmed by the emotions.

“chuuya! chuuya― calm down, what’s wrong?” risumi ran towards him as he immediately held his hand to avoid unwanted friendly fire.

chuuya looked at him, teary eyed. it was not like him.

“you’re not dead?” he asks as he releases the unloaded gun from his hand as it hits the hardwood floor.

“i took a shower my love, i’m not dead.” said risumi in a worried but also sarcastic tone as chuuya grabbed a nearby stuff animal as he struck risumi’s head with it. “ow!― sorry― just kidding―”

“fucking dimwit.” chuuya says and risumi laughs. “go put on some clothes.”

as risumi laughs, he did a quick kiss on chuuya’s lips as he ran off before chuuya could strike him again.

before it could register into chuuya’s mind, risumi threw on a baggy black tshirt and pajama pants as he giggled mischievously.

“YOU ASS—” he began yelling as risumi ran out of the bedroom. 

chuuya breathes heavily as his shoulders relaxed. he was glad that it was only a nightmare but he will not let risumi escape after the little stunt he pulled so he got up and ran to god knows where.

the chase didn’t last at least 10 minutes as the couple chose to sleep on the couch.

“I love you, chuuya.”